They exchanged glances. Jinqkang got up from the chair. He walked into the living room. From the dining room, Jenqyih could clearly see the young man peeking out of the large window there.
"That's Mister Mingju's car," Jinqkang exclaimed. His voice was so loud.
"They got here already?" Yihshyong seemed unable to hide his astonishment. The man, whose appearance was similar to Shannchyuan, was still sitting in his seat. Like Jinqkang and Jenqyih, he had just finished the food on his plate.
"Maybe things went smoothly so things could finish earlier." Jenqyih smiled happily. "I hope they return with great news."
"That kid looks really excited." Yihshyong looked at Jinqkang's figure, who was still peeking behind the windowsill.
Jenqyih smiled. He got up and walked after Jinqkang to the living room. At this time, Jinqkang did look very excited. Arriving next to Jinqkang, Jenqyih opened the living room door right away. Tsaehorng was already standing in front of the fence. He smiled when he saw Jenqyih. Jenqyih stepped onto the terrace located in front of the living room. He stood there. Jinqkang followed Jenqyih out of the living room.
Tsaehorng was just about to start opening the gate when a taxi pulled up in front of the house. Chioujen came out the back door of the taxi. They arrived at almost the same time.
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The two of them then together entered the courtyard of the house. Jenqyih stood on the living room terrace and waited for the two people to enter the living room. After that, he just followed in.
In the living room, there was already Yihshyong. The middle-aged man who had just finished his lunch was already sitting on the couch. Just as Jenqyih stepped into the living room, Yihshyong turned on the television. But he turned off the sound. Jenqyih suspected his housemate would say something. But he guessed wrong. Yihshyong did not announce anything.
"Has the thing Shyongge handled went smoothly without a hitch?" Chioujen's face and voice were so serious.
"Depends on what definition of smooth you mean," Yihshyong replied. "But if you mean did I manage to get the bag? Yes, I did get it."
Chioujen and Tsaehorng sat down on the sofa at once. Jinqkang's face turned a little strange. Then he ran into the bathroom. Turned out he was dying to go to the restroom. It was strange that he could suddenly feel that way. Previously, he was fine. Not showing any signs.
"The important thing is that Uncle Shimen has got the bag," Tsaehorng said.
"Earlier we went to Mr. Shiuander's friend's house. After that, we went to the warehouse where that person kept the Mhaushyongwoei branded product. It turned out that goods that were exactly the same color, shape, and size as that were not available. Luckily, today there was a scheduled delivery of goods."
"That means everything is so smooth," Chioujen said.
"Not really," said Yihshyong. "Even though the truck was supposed to arrive at half-past twelve, in reality, the vehicle only arrived at the warehouse at one o'clock. Unloading the truck turned out to be not as easy as I imagined. It was only two o'clock, I managed to get the bag. After that, we're went home quickly."
"Indeed, it took a long time to unload the cargo, Uncle. One hour is already quite fast," said Tsaehorng.
"You are absolutely right," said Yihshyong. "Today I got new knowledge and experience."
"Where's Uncle Nangong?"
"Ah. Just by chance, we met Iren's friend. Then Iren went with his friend."
"Did Renge just walk away?" Chioujen asked. "Just like that?"
Chioujen asked the same thing I asked. Such a thing is hard to believe. That's not Iren's character.
"No. I was the one who told him to leave. I don't think looking for a bag is a task that needs to be handled by many people. If Iren has other important business, of course he can go."
"What business does Renge have?" asked Chioujen.
"Earlier, Iren's friend said that there was a job vacancy for him. But he had to come directly to the place that offered the job today."
Chioujen frowned. "But he didn't bring the papers he needed to apply for jobs or interviews."
"I don't know about that. Maybe Iren previously handed over the necessary documents to his friend. So today he just needs to come for an interview."
"Have they agreed to meet before?" Chioujen looked still dissatisfied.
Jenqyih shook his head. Chioujen was acting really weird today.
"No. As I said before, it was just a coincidence that Iren's friend was in an area very close to Mr. Shiuander's friend's warehouse."
"So actually Renge's friend didn't mean to offer Renge the job? It was just because they happened to meet that Renge's friend offered the job?" Chioujen continued to bombard Yihshyong with various questions.
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"Look. Earlier, we ate at a restaurant. When we were almost finished eating, Iren's friend also entered the restaurant. He was not alone. There was someone else with him. Iren's friend then called Iren to come join their table. Iren then joined with them. After a few minutes, he came back to my table and told me about the job offer from his friend."
"So there were two people who met Renge?" asked Chioujen.
Yihshyong nodded with a slightly strange expression.
"Is there already a guarantee that he will definitely get the job?" Chioujen stared.
Jenqyih laughed inwardly at Chioujen's question.
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Yihshyong laughed. "I don't know. But I don't think there's such a guarantee. But there's nothing wrong with him trying, right?"
"That's right, Uncle," said Tsaehorng. "Opportunities like this are worth trying."
Chioujen nodded.
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"What time will Renge be home?" Chioujen still seemed so curious.
"I don't know." Yihshyong shrugged his shoulders. "Iren's friend didn't say what time they would finish their business. But Iren should have been home before dark. So I think he'll probably be home in about an hour or one and a half."
"Hopefully Uncle Nangong can get the job," Tsaehorng said.
"I hope so," Yihshyong said. "By the way, have you had lunch yet?"
"We have lunch, Uncle," Tsaehorng replied. "But I don't know if Uncle Jongharng has eaten lunch, too."
"I've had lunch too," Chioujen said. "Even if it's only two slices of bread, I can already consider it as lunch."
"Two slices of bread? How can you consider that as lunch? Of course, in a pinch, it's lunch. But after that, you have to eat a real lunch." Jenqyih refuted quickly.
"It's almost half past four. Maybe at four, the kidnappers will contact us again. So we have to get ready. That's why I'll eat later, when all matters are settled," Chioujen said.
"Okay!" Yihshyong said. "But later, after the kidnappers give us a call, you really should fill your stomach with proper food."
Chioujen nodded.
"Talking about the kidnappers." Jenqyih opened his mouth. "I wonder if they will change plans again?"
"The kidnappers are a bit strange. They like to change plans. I suspect they are not well organized, so that there is no synchronization between one part and another," said Tsaehorng.
"I think the way they work is really great," Chioujen said. "It's like a cell system. The people in one cell don't know what's going on and what the people in other cells will do. If one cell is caught, it will be difficult for the police to uncover their plans."
"Even though they wrote down their plans in great detail in the package we received yesterday, there is still a possibility that they will contact us again. They may not contact us just because of a change in plans. They may just want to make sure we have everything we need. For example, the new bag. So we have to be prepared for all eventualities," said Yihshyong.